TIME WARP: Who knew?

[JD Paerson]

After wiping Robbie-slobber off his nose, JD went into the back room and flopped onto one of the couches. It was short--his legs hung off the end and his head was cramped up awkwardly, but it felt good to be lying down again. "Glad to hear it," he informed Zac when the billionaire professed his hatred. "Wouldn't want you getting to spoiled."

When Robbie tossed him the bag he managed to catch it against his chest and fumbled through it, pulling out the bathrobe and some pajama bottoms. Seeing Zac's cape and underwear combo as well as the hoodie and bottoms Robbie had chosen for himself, he silently congratulated the blond. While JD wasn't exactly happy about being known as Superman, he'd gotten used to it and could stand to wear Kryptonite-themed clothing from time to time. So long as he didn't have to put on a cape or tights or anything, he was fine. On the other hand, Zac would adore his cape and jump around everywhere thinking he could fly, even if Batman can't actually fly.

"Sure thing, Zac. Robbie loves you better. Except I'm the one who got slippers." There are no slippers in the bag. But if JD pretended there were slippers, Zac might be more jealous. That was always more fun for the speedster.

JD shuffled into the bathroom with his new sleepwear. "Fine, I'll go first. You have exactly five minutes to think up whatever you're planning to do. Better hurry up!"

He showered quickly and rinsed the chocolate out of his hair, then dried off and slipped into his new clothes. When he opened the door, he pushed it open with his foot so that if anything was waiting for him outside the doorway he wouldn't actually be hit. Then he ran out quickly and dove onto one of the sofas again.

"Okay, I'm done. Richie Rich's turn now. And I'm going to sleep." In spite of the fact that he knew the first person to fall asleep at a slumber party was the one who got pranked, he was just too tired to try to stay awake too much longer. With luck, everyone else would be tired as well and he wouldn't end up with a mohawk or anything of that nature.

He was just about to drift off completely when the television came on, loud enough to wake him up again and force him to sit up and rub his eyes.

"What. The hell. Is this?" he asked slowly, looking around.

[Robbie Wilkes]

Robbie laughed at Zac's proclamation that he should have gotten the Wonder Woman suit. "I would have! But the damn tiara always messes up my hair!" He bent down to grab his bag and when he got up, he practically flew across the room when a splitting headache hit him. "Holy shit my head." He nursed his head before laughing at the fact that he had fallen on the floor.

Age did not mature the boy. Not at all.

When Zac disappeared into the bathroom, Robbie set everything up for the supposed midnight [it was way later than twelve am, Robbie was just way too wasted to realise it] viewing. His depth perception was way off kilter and could only attach the USB drive into the DVD player he had brought with him after a lot of giggles and plenty of tries.

But it was done and he purposely cranked the volume up and played it. He heard mumbling in the background and turned to find JD looking terribly confused. "Whaaaat? It's a TV, JD!" Robbie gestured with a wide grin.

[Zachary LaRousse]

“THE KRYPTONIAN HAS SLIPPERS?! ROBBIEEE.” And yes, a jealous fit begins. Impaired judgment brought about by the gallons of alcohol he’s consumed does have a tendency to make his ego worse. Fortunately for the blonde weatherman, Zac’s too lazytired to move from his seat so he just resolved to send a glare towards Robbie, sneering as hard as he can as he puffed his chest and put his arms on his hips. “I won’t forget this dude. You. Are. Doomed.” It’ll be a miracle if he remembers anything that’s happened tonight, but he’s fairly welcome to try anyway.

The moment JD was out of sight, Zac started racking his brain up for ideas. He could dump him with a fresh dose of chocolate, but he doesn’t know if there are still chocolate left, let alone where the fondue machine is. He also thought of jumping on the spaceman and dirtying his clothes again, but he would need to be coordinated and such, lest he risk falling flat on the floor or hugging the door instead.

And so the five minutes ended with Zac still on his spot, thinking of ways on how to effectively sabotage the now-clean speedster. Hoorah.

“Don’t sleep yet Kal. Unless of course you’re good with waking up without any hair,” grinned Zac darkly as he went inside the bathroom. He still can’t forget the hair shaving prank

[/url] Robbie and JD pulled on him a few years ago. He had to wear a tuque in the middle of summer just to hide his head back then.

As expected, the heir took the longest time. Probably good that he went last. He was pleasantly surprised that the bathroom was fully stocked, even allowing him to make a relaxing bubble bath in just a few minutes.

Since they were playing superheroes and such, Zac kicked the door open and came out wearing only the briefs and cape Robbie gave him. He was just about to ‘battle crime’ around the room when he saw what’s playing on the flat screen[/url].

“Where did you get that?! YOU TOLD ME NO ONE VIDEOTAPED IT!” As long as they won’t play it in his reception, he’s good with that anyway.[/justify][/blockquote][/font]

[JD Paerson]

JD stared at the screen for a moment.

"I had forgotten that. I am fairly certain that I was supposed to have had that completely removed from my memory, yet there it is again. I was hoping I'd be too drunk to ever remember that night. And yet you videotaped it. Thanks."

But if his delayed memory was correct, then what had happened next--

"Shut it off! Shut it OFF!" He lurched toward Robbie and the computer, knocking the blond out of the way and quickly stopping the movie. "I do not need to relive that night. And I'd appreciate it if you kept your video camera turned off next time."

Glancing around now, he turned suspicious eyes on his two friends. "You don't have anything on us now, do you?" If so, he was too drunk to run around the room and do a search for anything. He would just have to make sure he didn't do anything noteworthy tonight. Anything else, that is.

"Hey, wait a moment," he said, looking at some of the other files. "What are these?" He clicked on one of the other videos, which came up on the screen. "You're kidding me."

The theme song was familiar. Terrifyingly familiar. It reminded him of times gone by, when they'd all sat around together watching stupid videos. "How long have you been carting these around, Robbie?" going through the whole list of cartoons that were saved on the computer. There were a lot. Even a few of the old Smallville episodes that JD had sworn never to watch again--too much teasing that he looked a bit like the main star.

"Wow. This was your master plan for the whole evening? Robbie, I don't know that I want to say it but, well..." He grinned. "You never grew up."

[Robbie Wilkes]

"But I did-!" Robbie paused when Zac continued his tirade, then Robbie just raised an eyebrow. He was probably a little too drunk to do anything else that required thinking or moving so he just ambled over to the TV and waited for his friends to finish getting ready for bed.

JD's earlier question was followed by Zac's outburst and as Robbie's eyes volleyed between his reigning heir friend to his spaceman going-to-be friend, their outbursts made for great comedy and Robbie rolled around on the floor giggling. When he thought he was calming down, the look on Zac's face just made him laugh even more.

He did hear JD's question about him possibly having bugged this entire night. "A magician never reveals his tricks...or something." Robbie responded, some residual hiccups of laughter escaping from his lips.

When JD finally found the things he actually wanted them all to watch, Robbie beamed at himself. Especially when JD did as well. "Well duh! What exactly were you expecting, Paerson? Documentaries in there? Please! Don't overestimate my intelligence." He laughed, getting settled in to watch what had become his favourite tradition ever.

[Zachary LaRousse]

Like always, Robbie’s boisterous, nonsensical and rather ‘unique’ laugh had successfully managed to remove whatever annoyance or irritation the heir might have about someone possessing such a humiliating footage of him, his scowl vanishing within moments as he joined in the blonde’s laughter. “Hey, don’t hate Kal-el,” said Zac, trying to frown in between fits of laughter, “If I remember correctly, you rather enjoyed seeing me in high heels, didn’t he Robbie?”

If he wasn’t as drunk and uncoordinated as he was, he would’ve made a dash for the console and fast-forward it to the part where JD went out in a skimpy two-piece and high heels. But as it was, he was far too clumsy for his own good, stepping on his own cape and subsequently tripping on one of the finger-arms of the couch, rolling forward until he hit the blonde on the floor. “You videotaped this night Robbie?!” he asked, his eyes going wider by the minute. Stella would kill him if she sees any part of the night’s activities. “I know Kal-el embarrassed himself more, but I’d be dead by noon if Stella gets a hold of such a tape.” Not to mention the tabloids would go crazy about it.

He was just about to wrestle the boy into telling him where he placed the bugs when the all-too-familiar tune played, hitting the groom-to-be with quite the dose of nostalgia. “Aww,” he grinned as he slowly released the blonde’s arm from his arm bar, “Robbie, if Kal-el here wouldn’t be jealous and feel left out, I would’ve married you.” And what a dysfunctional couple they’d make. “Come here you,” said Zac as he reached out for the grumpy spaceman and pulled both his best friends into a tight hug, rubbing his cheeks against both of theirs as he settled in to watch an episode, “I love you guys.”

And with that, my gag-meter exploded.

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